With you, my agony could subside
If only, darling, you could take away my pride
I beg of you, honey, wrap your godly hands
around my waist
and pull me in
just to rip the lungs out of my chest
please, love, run your fingers through my hair
and pull as to expose my neck,
raw and bare like my love for you,
but before you can kiss away the bruises
make sure to strip me of my ability to speak
because, darling, I cannot seem to find my voice when I'm with you
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Can you tell I listened to Hozier while writing this?
Ash-_-